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What is it then that this desire and this inability proclaim to us, but that there was once in man a true happiness of which there now remain to him only the mark and empty trace, which he in vain tries to fill from all his surroundings, seeking from things absent the help he does not obtain in things present? But these are all inadequate, because the infinite abyss can only be filled by an infinite and immutable object, that is to say, only by God Himself.

Blaise Pascal
Penseés
425, Section VII: Morality and Doctrine

Against our deep creature-sickness stands God’s infinite ability to cure.

“God’s Infinitude”
The Knowledge of the Holy
A. W. Tozer

For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim;

“Jesus Paid It All”
Elvina M. Hall

…until he come to see at length that nothing will ease his pain, nothing make life a thing worth having, but the presence of the living God within him; that nothing is good but the will of God; nothing noble enough for the desire of the heart of man but oneness with the eternal. For this God must make him yield his very being, that He may enter in and dwell with him.

George MacDonald
“The Voice of Job”
Unspoken Sermons

Now, by the help of God, I shall become myself.

Søren Kierkegaard
Journal, 19 April 1848

The disposition of sin is not immorality and wrong-doing, but the disposition of self-realization — I am my own god. This disposition may work out in decorous morality or in indecorous immorality, but it has the one basis, my claim to my right to myself.

Oswald Chambers
The Bias of Degeneration” — October 5
My Utmost for His Highest

If God did not exist, he would have to be invented.” But all nature cries aloud that he does exist: that there is a supreme intelligence, an immense power, an admirable order, and everything teaches us our own dependence on it.

Voltaire
A Letter to Prince Frederick William of Prussia
Quoting himself in Letter to The Author of The Three Impostors

The best reward in going to the woods
Is being lost to other people, and
Lost sometimes to myself. I’m at the end
Of no bespeaking wire to spoil my goods;

I send no letter back I do not bring.
Whoever wants me now must hunt me down
Like something wild, and wild is anything
Beyond the reach of purpose not its own.

Wild is anything that’s not at home
In something else’s place. This good white oak
Is not an orchard tree, is unbespoke,
And it can live here by its will alone,

Lost to all other wills but Heaven’s—wild.
So where I most am found I’m lost to you,
Presuming friend, and only can be called
Or answered by a certain one, or two.

Sabbath poem II
Wendell Berry

Let prospects be blighted; let hopes be blasted; let joy be withered; let mildews destroy everything; I have lost nothing of what I have in God. He is “my strong habitation whereunto I can continually resort.” I am a pilgrim in the world, but at home in my God. In the earth I wander, but in God I dwell in a quiet habitation.

C. H. Spurgeon
“Morning” — February 27
Morning & Evening

If through a broken heart God can bring His purposes to pass in the world, then thank Him for breaking your heart.

Ye Are Not Your Own — November 1
My Utmost for His Highest
Oswald Chambers

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